 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 стор.
...Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for...lamp, and riseth from his knees, And back returneth, meager, barefoot, wan, Along the chapel aisle by slow degrees : The sculptured dead, on each side,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...Numb were the beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. 3 n. His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man, Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his knees, And... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 стор.
...Numb were the beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith.* n. His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man, Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his knees, And... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...Numb were the beadsman's ftngers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. 3 His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man, Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his knees, And... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 стор.
...Numb were the beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while bis frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith.* n. His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man, Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his knees, And... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 стор.
...Numb were the beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for...Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he sciilh. 3 His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man, Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his knees,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 стор.
...Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for...lamp, and riseth from his knees, And back returneth, meager, barefoot, wan, Along the chapel aisle by slow degrees : The sculptured dead, on each side,... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1846 - 350 стор.
...Numb were the Beadman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. This description of moonlight streaming through a stained glass-window, is acknowledged to be unrivalled... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 стор.
...Numb were the Beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for...sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. H. His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man ; Then takes his lamp,, and riseth from his knees, And... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 402 стор.
...Numb were the beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for...Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith.2 n. His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man, Then takes his lamp, and riseih from his knees,... | |
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Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold: Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted... 
